My Second Husband Loves Me More - Chapter 465

Fang Ruofei carefully spread the newly painted picture on the table, pointed to the corner and said to me, “no, you are best at the flower background. You can help me draw here. I’ll ask Lou Yuxin to write a word for me, and the picture will be done. At that time, the masterpiece of the three heroes in the painting industry of city a, I must hang at the front of the exhibition for everyone to enjoy.”

“Poof! Painting three heroes!” I couldn’t help laughing: “brother Fang, have you read a lot of martial arts novels recently? You can think of this title, good soil.”

“It’s not called soil, it’s called man’s charm.” Fang Ruofei raised his head solemnly and said, “you know, every man has a martial arts dream. I just carry forward my martial arts dream. Hey, Lou Yuxin must also like this title.”

My shoulder shook a few more times and reluctantly held back my smile. I pointed to the specially empty position in the middle and said with a smile: “I see, just draw a picture of the camellia of the three heroes of wind and dust in the middle. It’s more appropriate. I also took care of my flower loving friends.”

“That makes sense!” I was just saying it casually. Who knows that Fang Ruofei agreed after careful consideration: “Hello, three heroes of wind and dust, the purple Camellia corresponds to me. Just right, that’s it.”

“… well, when I go back, I’ll see the genuine products of the three heroes of the wind and dust, and I promise to complete the task.” I took out my painting and spread it on the table: “it took me a long time to draw this picture of spring flowers, autumn and moon. You held your own painting exhibition for the first time. How can I support you? Have a look?”

On the whole picture, there is no watercolor color, but all black ink is used. Fang Ruofei learned ancient landscape painting. As a lover of modern oil painting, a painting with particularly bright color suddenly appears in all black paintings, either stealing the wind or pulling hatred. This is not a good thing.

In order to cater to Fang Ruofei’s hobby, I tried my best, and finally drew this picture of spring flowers, autumn moon and water.

When Fang Ruofei saw this picture, his eyes lit up, then he raised his thumb at me and exclaimed: “I really didn’t read you wrong. When I first saw you in the youth painting competition, I knew that you weren’t an ordinary contestant. Tang yuan, you shouldn’t study modern painting. If you were studying ancient landscape painting, where would we be if you were there?”

“Don’t praise me so much. I have a few pounds. I know very well myself.” I feel my nose. Fang Ruofei is known as the most promising young man in the painting industry in China in recent years. If his paintings are taken out casually, they will be appreciated by those old-fashioned painters. I’m half hanging, but I dare not compare with him.

“Don’t be modest. I didn’t see Qiu Ershao sniff at this, saying that I have eyes.” Fang Ruofei squeezed his eyes at me and smiled vaguely.

I looked back and looked at Qiu Lin Yan. People are modest. They can’t praise me. I’ll accept anything. Even if I don’t understand human comfort, I’m not so stupid.

“Isn’t there something unfinished in this painting? I seem to be missing a corner?” Fang Ruofei enjoyed it for a moment, pointed to the center of the painting and asked.

“That’s right.” I nodded and said in some distress, “the first time I painted this kind of painting with only black. In the middle, I always felt that it was inappropriate to add anything in, so I left it empty. Taking it to you today means that I want you to give me advice. I need to add something suitable in the painting.”

Fang Ruofei pondered for a moment and suggested, “otherwise, add a bird’s nest on this branch and two flying birds. Don’t be too big, just a little embellishment.”

“OK, add birds.” I clapped my hands, worthy of Fang Ruofei. I saw the problem of painting at a glance and gave me the best advice.

We were having a good chat. Lou Yuxin came in from the outside, threw Fang Ruofei’s mobile phone to him and said, “you’ve been thinking about your mobile phone for a long time, and there’s no response at all. Answer the phone.”

Fang Ruofei took the phone and suddenly looked up at me, “what? You said Yan Ruyu?”